After teaching the three little ones, Akimichi Denji arrived at the Senju Ancestral Home.
He had no idea why Akimichi Choji had looked so resentful before he left. Was he reluctant to part with him?
Had his brother complex awakened?
Itachi and Sasuke, Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna, Senju Hashirama and Senju Tobirama.
Thinking of Akimichi Choji wearing an underwear-shaped forehead protector someday and calling him "oniisan," Akimichi Denji shuddered.
He decided to make fewer snacks for Akimichi Choji in the future.
Tsunade seemed to have been waiting for him all along, her expression grave.
The moment she saw him, Tsunade gritted her teeth and dragged him into her arms, clenching her hands into fists as she squeezed his big head between them.
Akimichi Denji only felt as though he had been buried in a vast white snowfield, nearly unable to breathe.
He patted Tsunade's back with his palm, his fingertips brushing against her smooth skin as he signaled surrender.
Tsunade's expression changed slightly at his touch.
Then she realized something.
He was just a child, after all.
Her arms tightened even more.
Akimichi Denji only felt himself being buried deeper.
Only after quite a while did Tsunade finally let go.
Breaking free from the restraints of the Alps, Akimichi Denji felt reborn as he gulped down fresh air.
"What did I do to offend you this time?"
"You little brat, I told you not to use Strength of a Hundred recklessly." Tsunade's anger had yet to fade.
Akimichi Denji glanced at Shizune beside them, and Shizune mischievously stuck out her tongue at him.
He knew Shizune had told Tsunade about Neji coming over for treatment that afternoon.
You evil flat-chested girl!
"I know what I'm doing. I held back."
Akimichi Denji protested his innocence.
"It was only a spar.